You Know You're a Diabetic When ...

And you freak out for a full minute because you thought it was a nasty, messy blister but you forgot about when you ate this:

And a rogue raspberry landed in this:

Making you hit this:

Oh diabetes. You are warping my little brain this week!

(And this whole "You Know You're a Diabetic When ..." concept is not new. There's a Facebook group, a TuDiabetes discussion, and a blog post on Diabetes Mine. Apparently, there's a lot of this going around! Have you had these moments? Share 'em!)

I had one of them "Toe stub" moments with my sister when we were younger. She always wanted to test her blood (we were teenagers) but too afraid to prick her finger. (She still is)

One day I was teaching her to ride a motercycle and in turning the bike she felt he handlebars move and I guess she wanted to make sure that the helmet STRAPED to her head did not fall off and put both hands on top of it to make sure it kept on. (It's the only explanation I got why she let go of the bars and put both her hands on her head)
The bike went down, not going too fast, but she skined up her knee. Big ol tears fallind down her cheeks as I ran to her and then the tears stopped instantly as she looked up and asked me if we could take a test with her skinned knee.